“Hahaha, what a thrill!”
On the high platform, Bai Li Dong Jun’s Fire God Sword danced faster and faster, and he muttered a sword song: “Ride the sword through the nine heavens, a boundless journey with no return…”
In a daze.
Everyone seemed to truly see the young sword immortal who, in the past, stood alone with his sword before the nine thousand troops of the Breaking Wind Army.
At this moment.
Song Yan Hui also sheathed his sword and watched Bai Li Dong Jun perform his sword dance.
“Yan Hui!”
Elder Cheng Yu’s white eyebrows furrowed.
The West Chu Sword Song was undoubtedly a peerless art, but Elder Cheng Yu could tell at a glance that Bai Li Dong Jun wasn’t a true swordsman. He possessed the peerless sword techniques, but lacked the sword intent and sword momentum. He couldn’t truly unleash the power of the West Chu Sword Song.
If Song Yan Hui went all out, he could certainly withstand a hundred moves with his cultivation.
By then, Bai Li Dong Jun’s internal energy would run dry, and even with divine sword techniques, it wouldn’t be enough.
But Song Yan Hui chose to sheathe his sword and wait.
“It’s truly not easy for the Wushuang City to raise such a disciple!”
Wen Hu Jiu glanced at Elder Cheng Yu and said softly.
“Hmph, Marquis Bai Li is truly audacious!”
Elder Cheng Yu also snorted coldly, not to be outdone.
“Elder Cheng Yu, a mere person from the martial world…”
Wen Hu Jiu’s gaze also turned cold: “Do you think you can interfere with matters of the court?”
“Is it a matter of the court or a matter of the martial world?”
Elder Cheng Yu’s eyes turned sinister: “You know it in your heart!”
As the two men on the platform bickered, Bai Li Dong Jun also sheathed his sword. He leaned on his sword and his eyes were almost shut: “My sword techniques are exhausted, you have won.”
“You haven’t lost.”
Song Yan Hui did not strike again, but sheathed his sword and bowed: “Bai Li Gong Zi, with such peerless swordsmanship, you deserve this Unstained Dust.”
“Ah?”
Bai Li Dong Jun lifted his head, confused, and looked at Song Yan Hui: “You, don’t want it?”
“For Song Mou, what I have gained today…”
Song Yan Hui smiled: “Is far more precious than this sword. I’ve been using this Water Moon Sword since childhood, I’m already used to it…”
After saying that, he turned without looking and leaped down from the platform.
“Yan Hui!”
Elder Cheng Yu watched Song Yan Hui leap down, his expression turning grave: “You…”
“Elder, in terms of swordsmanship, I’m indeed not his match.”
Song Yan Hui smiled frankly: “If we were to fight based on cultivation, I wouldn’t be a match for this Ye Gong Zi, wouldn’t I?”
“Sigh.”
Elder Cheng Yu’s expression remained grave as he sighed.
“The West Chu Sword Song, worthy of the Unstained Dust, this sword is not wronged!”
After Song Yan Hui left the platform, Wei Chang Feng, without waiting for other martial world swordsmen to challenge, sheathed the Unstained Dust and handed it to Bai Li Dong Jun: “Bai Li Gong Zi, this sword is yours!”
Wei Ting Lu sighed: “Giving this sword to him means offending the Wushuang City.”
“But you’ve made friends with the Marquis of the West and the old established Wen family.”
Wei Chang Feng raised an eyebrow: “Father, this deal isn’t a loss…”
“Unstained Dust?!”
Bai Li Dong Jun received the Unstained Dust, and then fell backwards. Fortunately, Wen Hu Jiu was quick to step onto the platform and catch him.
“I didn’t expect such a good sword to end up in your hands, kid!”
Wen Hu Jiu sighed.
“Seeing such peerless sword techniques, the young master deserves to possess this sword.”
Wei Chang Feng smiled.
“Since that’s the case, then Wen Mou shall take his leave!”
Wen Hu Jiu slung Bai Li Dong Jun over his back, his gaze sweeping over Lei Meng Sha and Luo Xuan, and finally meeting Ye Feng’s gaze. He furrowed his brows and said: “Ye Xiao Xiong, do you also desire this Unstained Dust?”
“Wen Xian Bei…”
Ye Feng’s sword brows raised: “I respect you as an elder…”
“Hmm?”
Wen Hu Jiu’s nerves tightened. He saw Ye Feng point at the ‘Fire God Sword’ in Bai Li Dong Jun’s hand and said: “But you can’t just take it without permission, right?”
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【Ding! Emotion value from Wen Hu Jiu +100!】
“I…”
Wen Hu Jiu couldn’t catch his breath and staggered, almost dropping Bai Li Dong Jun from his back. He snatched the Fire God Sword and threw it to Lei Meng Sha: “Do you two young masters want to fight for this Unstained Dust?”
“Although Luo Xuan really wants it…”
Luo Xuan understood what Wen Hu Jiu meant. He was asking if they would stop him: “Perhaps it’s not just Luo Xuan who wants it, many here desire it!”
“But we are Gong Zi…”
Lei Meng Sha caught the Fire God Sword and laughed: “We can’t just take things from others!”
A commoner is innocent, but possessing a precious treasure is a crime.
Although Bai Li Dong Jun was not a commoner, the treasure he possessed was too rare…
Even his reputation as the unparalleled Poisonous Buddha couldn’t suppress it!
Moreover, he had to confirm something with the Marquis of the West. If something went wrong, then the Marquis of the West would probably face a similar fate!
“Thank you!”
Wen Hu Jiu naturally understood what Lei Meng Sha meant. He carried Bai Li Dong Jun and leaped towards the courtyard, leaving quickly.
As he passed Ye Feng and Lei Meng Sha, he couldn’t help but turn his head and look back. He sighed: “The eight young masters of Bei Li, their reputation is indeed well-deserved…”
“Also, Ye Xiao Xiong, this favor Wen Mou will remember.”
His words drifted over as his figure disappeared from the courtyard.
In the courtyard, at least dozens of swordsmen stood up at the same time, ready to chase after them, but they saw Lei Meng Sha and Luo Xuan standing in front of the door, blocking the path of the swordsmen.
“Fellow swordsmen, please stay and finish this feast before you leave…”
Lei Meng Sha looked up and chuckled.
The eight young masters of Bei Li were blocking the way. Ordinary martial world swordsmen wouldn’t dare to force their way through!
But apart from ordinary martial world swordsmen, there was also the first martial city in the world, the Wushuang City, that wouldn’t fear the eight young masters of Bei Li.
“Lei Meng Sha, are you trying to stop me?”
Elder Cheng Yu led the crowd forward, his Qi swirling, his beard and hair flying: “You can’t stop me!”
“Soaring Heaven Realm!”
Lei Meng Sha’s pupils contracted, and he exchanged a look with Luo Xuan. His expression turned grave, then.
“How about adding me?”
A wooden sword suddenly appeared in the air. Wang Yi Xing leaped and landed next to Lei Meng Sha: “Wang Yi Xing, the chief disciple of Lv Su Zhen, the Master of Wangcheng Mountain, I beg you all to not waste the good wine and food of the host!”
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